This is my *first attempt* at poetry. Please don't flame me! This poem is supposed to be sad and somewhat depressing, so once again, please no flames. Please read and review.

Lament to the Sea

By: Aniron

I sing to you, can you hear me calling?

O'er the sea, the wind flies

Carrying tidings of a far off place

Sweet smells, faint songs

A light shines on the horizon

As a storm builds at my back

The land darkens behind me

The gulls cry and my heart yearns

I long to see you, my love

To hear your voice

To touch your skin

But you are gone, and I am alone

The winds carry no evidence

Of a long gone race

Even the trees and stones have forgotten them

But I remember

I remember the light in the forests

The bright eyes like stars

The banners waving proudly

The arrows and the spears

The beauty of the world, and the voices in the air

My people standing proudly in the wind

Your smiling face under the stars,

But now it is all gone, and I am alone

The golden woods are empty

No light shines forth from the stars

The rivers and streams stand silent

The air is dark and the land is dirty

The sea flows gently in the wind

Calling me to ride upon the waves

And follow my kindred home

Home to where the stars shine brightly

But the silver ships have all gone

My people have gone

They wait for me, calling my name

But I can only barely hear it on the wind

So I sing to my people, to my love

I sing that I cannot follow, though I yearn to

Though my heart is with you, I cannot come

I sing to you, can you hear me calling?